condo since she got it other than attempt to decorate it. She
hadn’t updated anything, including the old appliances that
she’d bought it with. They all worked fine and even though
Dallas loved looking at home magazines, she just wasn’t
inspired to do all that work to make changes herself and hiring
someone was out of the question since she would never be
able to afford that. She’d rather save her money for a nice
vacation or for unforeseen expenses. Her condo was decent
and for her, that was good enough.
“I’ll tell them that you liked it.”
“Wouldn’t that mean telling them that I was here?”
Quinn flushed. “Um- I guess so. But- maybe that
would be okay. You were already there. And Danica- knows.
About- yeah.”
“She does? When?” Dallas braced herself against the
island.
“Before the barbeque.”
“And she didn’t even threaten to try to find me a pair
of balls and then castrate me.”
Quinn couldn’t hide her amusement. “She did ask me
if I wanted her to find you and force feed you your own
panties.”
“Oh. I see. That would be something that Danica
would say.”
“She talked me down last night.” Quinn ducked under
the counter area and came up with a frying pan. Her cheeks
were still pink, but Dallas wasn’t sure if that was from
emotion or embarrassment about how she’d reacted the night
before. “Omelette’s okay?”
“You can make an omelet now?” Dallas couldn’t